Pages

Monday, December 3, 2012

The Evil Uncle Isn't Fooling Anybody (Merlin)

After a deep and meaningful consideration of my sources
(i.e., watching some more of Merlin season
four, because I am woefully behind and preemptively mourning the show), I have
come to the conclusion that the writers over there aren’t even really trying
anymore.

Sure, they put up a good front every episode. Morgana schemes, Arthur
broods, Gwen is sensible and Merlin saves the day, usually while Arthur has a
convenient concussion (how is his brain not pudding by now?). But when we get
down to it, it’s easy to see that the writers behind Merlin are getting tired.

How can I tell? Because they added an evil uncle.

But first, to explain the show. Merlin is a cute little one hour drama that follows the lives of
Merlin and Arthur, before the Arthurian legend really takes off. In this
version of the story, the boys are about the same age, and played by comely BBC
actors, living in a Camelot ruled by King Uther. Uther hates magic because he
believes it killed his wife, and he’s trained Arthur not to like it either.
Magic is completely forbidden in Camelot, and to practice it means death. Enter
Merlin, who is effortlessly magic and incredibly oblivious. Hijinks ensue!

The basic setup is that Merlin accidentally saves Arthur’s
life even though they can’t stand each other. Uther rewards Merlin by making
him Arthur’s manservant, and for the rest of the show, we have a dynamic that
keeps Merlin close to the throne so he can save the day and make sure Arthur
lives long enough to become the Once and Future King, and so that he might one
day make magic not illegal anymore. Also they become friends, eventually.

Gwen and Morgana are around too – Morgana starts out as
Uther’s ward and Arthur’s friend, and slowly goes insane from the bitterness
and a bunch of stuff that happens. She’s evil now, that’s not a spoiler. Gwen
in this version is a blacksmith’s daughter who serves Lady Morgana, but slowly
rises in Arthur’s esteem and becomes his paramour. She is also Merlin’s best
friend, and very sweet and sensible.

Now, the inherent problem in this premise is pretty simple.
Merlin has to keep his magic a secret from Arthur, because magic is illegal,
and Arthur has no real reason to make it legal. The show needs the underlying
tension of Merlin using his magic and not being caught to drive it forward.
But, at this point, when Arthur and Merlin have died for each other over and
over, it seems a little silly to think that Arthur would actually get mad at
Merlin for the whole magic thing. Which is our problem.

As a result, the show has started to feel a bit stale. Oh,
it’s fun and exciting still, but there’s no way around the fact that we are
well past the point when Merlin could tell Arthur about his magic and have it
not be weird. The show has officially been in the bathroom for too long now,
and people are starting to wonder what it’s doing in there.

Weird analogy, I know.

Anyway, to liven things up for the fourth season, they
decided to introduce Agravaine, Arthur’s Uncle and counselor. As Arthur deals
with the pressures of ruling his kingdom, he turns for help to his beloved
Uncle. Who we had literally never heard of until he showed up on screen. And we
were supposed to be surprised when it was revealed that Agravaine is evil.
Puh-lease.

Look, there’s a reason why the evil uncle is a common trope.
It makes sense that the person who stands most to gain from the young king’s
death is his uncle, next in line for the throne. That’s fine, whatever.

What I hate in Merlin,
though, is that it treats us like we’re idiots. Agravaine shows up for the
first time wearing all black leather and oozing around Uther’s court. Arthur
refers to him as his “trusted Uncle”, even though we’ve never seen the guy
before. Then, that very same episode, Agravaine goes out into the woods, and
suddenly we see that he’s in league with Morgana! Gasp! Horror.

Where this version of the story falls down is in subtlety.
You can’t have your evil uncle character basically walk on screen and shout,
“I’m going to kill the king lalalalala you can’t catch me!” and expect your
audience to fear him as a villain. And you really can’t ask us to believe that
these royals, who are suspicious from birth and had good reason to be, would
blindly trust the one person who has the absolute
most to gain from the king’s death.

Are you all stupid or something?

From a writing standpoint, I understand the impulse to
create an evil uncle character. He has the potential to be an epic villain,
completely entrenched in his own selfishness, but managing to put on a good
front while he leads his young ward astray. Duke Roger from the Lioness Quartet was like that. You
totally understood why the prince loved his uncle, and yet he still gave you
the willies. Moreover, it took a full book and a quarter before you found out
that he really was evil. Before that you were just suspicious.

That’s what I mean when I say that the writers on Merlin are getting lazy. It’s not so
much that they decided to have an evil uncle in there, it’s that they didn’t
bother being coy about it. They didn’t trust that the audience would be able to
suspect him, and in fact might enjoy suspecting him for a long time, instead of
just revealing it right off. They have no respect for buildup, except when it
comes to Merlin’s magical reveal, in which case they have too much respect.

In the end, it’s all about timing. Merlin suffers from bad timing, something that can be remedied, but
only if the writers realize what they’re doing wrong. By rushing the wrong
things and drawing out the things that should be done with, they’re making a show
that’s really a bit dull to watch, and that’s a real shame when your show is Merlin and it’s got King Arthur and the
Knights of the Round Table and dragons in it.

I approve of all of these things. I mean, I'd approve more if Morgana made the shirtless thing permanent, like any shirt they ever owned spontaneous burned up before they could put it on, but it'll take it. ;)

My problem with Arrow is that Oliver isn't really my taste. Gwaine, on the other hand... Let's just say all he's missing is a tweed jacket and a bushier beard and he would be the picture in the dictionary next to "my type."

Would he happen to be wearing this tweed jacket while under the influence of Morgana's shirts-catching-on-fire spell? If so, I think you're onto something magical there.

Though personally, I think Gwaine's beard is perfect as-is. Certainly, he manages to keep me distracted from my Loki/Joseph Gordon-Levitt fantasies whenever I see him, which I consider a win for my sanity.